"Negra"

Follow your heart.
Listen to that voice within.
Outsiders don't understand.
They can't answer the Call.
They only push and pull,
Leaning with trends
Of others, go-getters,
Setting the tone, the mood
Of all of them.
One person with unique concepts
Leads all the sheep
To the factory,
Ready to slaughter.

Dark laughter sounds,
Within those blood filled halls.
But where unique concept
Leads all the fold
To fall to their deaths,
One back peddling lamb
Changes all that I am.
A moment's pause and consideration,
Makes crowd milling and moving
No more important.
So to farthest fringes
I am flung.
Quite happily, laying here.
Warm in the sun.

I've joined the Dark Side,
All grown up,
For they offered Cookies,
Opprotunity,
And most of all,
INDIVIDUAL FREEDOM!